The road to Nukus

Friday 24 October

Our last stop in Uzbekistan was Nukus, but it was the drive there that was more interesting that the city.

We stopped by three fortresses that were part of the Khanate’s defence. We saw many others along the way, perhaps just a mound now or a small turret, destroyed by invading forces and worn down by desert winds.

The Karakum desert looks most inhospitable and the small towns we passed have a lonely, morose feeling to them.

There is oil in the desert and refineries were scattered throughout.

The roads were mostly awful, pot holed, bumpy bits of broken bitumen or shale rock. Occasionally there would be a nice long stretch of sealed road, presumably paid for by an oil company.

Uzbekistan has enough oil to provide some wealth, but it is a long hard haul in the sparsely populated desert areas.

We arrived in Nukus in time to make a quick dash to the Savitsky Museum, the home of avant garde Russian art. It is an interesting story. Igor Savitsky lived in Nukus during Soviet times. Somehow he managed to collect some Russian art and hide it there. He also developed a school of artists who concentrated on life and times under soviet occupation.